Five for Friday

Dying. To. Make. This. Seriously some of my favorite flavors all in one dish.

A lot of times I end my day at the computer and Jay watches random documentaries on Netflix. I’ve been making a concerted effort recently to use that time to be together, but the other night I heard a documentary about foster dogs that used to be fighting dogs and I stayed in my office …. indefinitely … until it was over, kind of tearful the whole time. Interestingly, the drink fridge (with wine) is also in my office so, I was fine.

Beck moved into size 3 diapers this week! They feel huge to us, of course, and they don’t have a wetness indicator, which isn’t necessary ever but also it just feels different. Also, I heard this the other day: “No, no, no. No crying. Studies have shown that no one likes poop in a vagina. No one will hang out with you. I’M HELPING YOU.”

I can use pictures from our photoshoot every Friday henceforth, yes? Actually, it works here. We’re going to the mountains this weekend! To a teensy town near Boone, NC, with one of Jay’s sisters and her family and my father in law. So basically we will look just like this all weekend, plus or minus me curling my hair for one full hour. Fishing, cooking, wining (not whining), and resting are on the agenda and I’m so excited I can’t sit still.